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Anna Akhmatova

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A multi-colored crowd streaked about,
and suddenly all was totally changed.
It wasn't the usual city racket.
It came from a strange land.
--
"The First Long Range Artillery Fire On Leningrad," translation by Daniela Gioseffi (1993)

 
Anna Akhmatova

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